Late Bloomers

What is it about these late bloomers...these ones that come into their full flower so far into this too short season?

Somehow - I carry a soft spot for those who are slow to arrive...who blossom and bloom later in life. For those who find their rhythm..their rhyme and sound their voice - long after most others have.

What is it about these beauties? These ones who live their summers in shadow..and emerge in the autumn so full and bright?

Just it possible...? Is it possible that just maybe? That it's me I see....?